Ooh, quiet be very quiet; hide all your doubt
when your bleeding and all you want to do is shout.
Quiet dont say a word, keep it all bottled in
for to express ourselves in any form is a sin.
We must just be out for attention
and all the hate and pain we wont even mention.
'Cause we are all liars and lifes just fine
we should wear pink and at everything shine.
Cause our lives are perfect, we just want to complain
and unicorns are dancing and everyone is sane.
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Fuck that! I have something to say and Ill shout
about how the world is and I wont change my route.
Im tired of hiding my feelings just cause of society
says that my feelings are wrong with no propriety.
All you haters can just kiss the floor
cause Im sick of your hateful words; let me give you some gore.
Cause everything isnt all nice and pink
except for your flesh that in the sun is beginning to stink.
I killed your unicorn in your dreams
and I sold it to the butcher; its throat still filled with screams.
This is the reality, depression, pain, fear, and death
and we are fighting for our lives with every breath.
You want us to just go and be silent and off ourselves?
Well too bad cause off came the kiddy gloves
For Im tired of you attacking those who matter
for these are the people whose hearts on pavement did splatter.
You say we want atention well thats so wrong
for we are only fighting and trying to stay strong.
You want us to be silent; well I think not.
Oh so now Im going to hell? Well thanks alot!
Cause at least there its all nice and warm
and Lucifer wont give a damn what acts of destruction I perform.
Cause if Im going to hell, then so are you
and then Ill rip you open, and give your brain a review.
Ive said it before; Ill be your Doctor of Death
and open you up and steal every single breath.
Call me crazy, but Im only as crazy as you force me to be
so lay down your hateful words bfore I go on a killing spree.
You've attacked the others once too many
and by the time Im done your bodies will be piled in eachothers company.
Yeah you think Im a little off my rocker,
but Im quite sane, I assure you, now theres a shocker.
Im considered sane by those like myself
and your reality is so twisted it needs to be left on a shelf.
Dont mind little ol' me, cause you dont even know what I look like
but remember I might be your neighbor, and Ill bury you on a spike.
Try me I dare you, cause I dont have anything to lose
for eventually you must sleep and Ill get ya while ya snooze.
